The Story of Fleetfoot, the Wonderbolt.

My little Pony Friendship is Magic Present : The Story of Fleetfoot, the Wonderbolt : The birth of a famous athlete.

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Chapter 2: Childhood.

Chapter 2-1: Filly in Blitz-Blood.

Cotton Ville
Orphanage of boys Blitz-Blood
9 years after the beginning, On February 14th at 17:28 PM.

The orphanage, this day, was lit up with the winter sun in the middle of the afternoon. The Orphans playing outside under the supervision of The Father Cross Wood who tooks the old. His mustache has become a small beard. Indeed, we were observed that he had indeed changed.
He was Flying around his house, hooves behind him, he looked at all the young players on the clouds of the orphanage. All? Obviously not. There was always this filly who has always her stubborn. This little Pegasus, the only daughter of his home, which he had found in his doorstep.
- She don't care about me! he said. Where is she hiding? Oh Celestia!
Celestia is the princess who rules the world of Equestria.
Suddenly, he saw a blue ball scampering on a cloud into the sky as far as seen.
Oh, No! It will not start! He rushed to her, beating with his old wings.
He landed in front of the filly who was to take off with his little wings.
At the time, she was surprised. Then, by habit, she just turned her head and sighed:
- Damn ... she said softly.
- Fleetfoot, what have I said before? You don't listen to me more these days!
- Well what? I wunna just played like the others!
- "I Wunna"? Wondered The Father, pushing back his head. Miss! They say "I want" and not "Wunna!" Then the second thing is that I've already said that children weren't allowed to leave the clouds of Blitz-Blood! I already say that? Miss?
Fleetfoot, didn't answer.
- Huh? Father insisted.
- Pff, yes. You have already said.
- Well. Going to the other boys and play with them!
The filly turned her head to the Father with dark eyes.
- I-do-not-want-to-play-with-them... wastes. They said that I'm just a girl! They say I can't play their games, it'sn't for me! And if I plain to you, they will be angry!
The father sighed.
- Fleetfoot ... I'm sorry that will not be an orphanage mixed. You know ...
- Yes. She cut him. It's my parents who made me here long ago! This isn't the time to ravage me with it all the time! I know the story!
She turned her head. It was a moment of silence.
- They abandoned me ... I have to deal with it.
Wood Cross didn't respond. Indeed, after dropping their daughter, no more news were announced by both parents.
He turned her head gently with his hoof under her chin.
- Fleetfoot ... He reflected. Do you know where I release your name?
The girl looked after wiped beads of tears which poured.
- N-No ... You don't have said it.
- I chose this name because you're wearing the same coat color as your mother, a bright color like the ocean. That's the term "Fleet".
- And "Foot"? Asked the girl.
He smiled. Calmly, putting his hoof on her mane and he replied:
- "Foot" comes from the combination of the speed of your biological father. Like I say, right? It was a very important stallion!
- Why do you say ... "was"? He ... he isn't longer? She said shakily.
The Father noticed he had made a mistake and want to correct.
- Ha? Um, well ...
A voice interposed between the two speakers. They turned their heads in his direction:
- Hey! Fleety!
- Silver! Answer Fleetfoot.
- You wanna play? I found a nice view! It's sooo great!
- Yes! I'll arrive!
- Eeyup! Great, little sister! It is found behind the house!
The young pegasus took off.
Wood Cross smiled. Looking the smile illuminated of his little protected.
- Well, you have friends!
- Han nuuuu! She said. Him? It isn't a friend! This is my Brother!
The Father laughed:
- Yes, yes. I'm sorry! Go, go! Little kid! He said gently.
- I'm not little! She grumbled.

Silver Cloud 'n' Fleetfoot

Chapter 2-2: Two brother/sister.

Cotton Ville
Orphelinage of boy - Blitz-Blood
9 years after the beginning, On February 14 at 17:35 PM.

Behind the building of the orphanage, Fleetfoot join the young pegasus who demand the rendezvous. When he screw her, he waved with his hooves for called.
- Hey, Hey? What did he want, the old Cross? Asked Silver.
- Baah! She said landing. Nothing interesting! Don't worry Silver-Cloud!
She gave him a blow to the shoulder and she giggles. He laughts too and turn his head to the blue sky.
Fleetfoot remembers when she met Silver Cloud. In fact, being the only girl, she didn't suffer any meeting other than colts. The Father Cross Wood and the others orphans were all males. She havn't at all the same hobbies in her little head but still sought reconciliation.
In the past, she always tried to be noticed until she meets him.
Silver-Cloud is a pegasus light-gray with sky blue eyes. His mane, drops on his face like Fleetfoot.
This is the only one without the old Cross Wood, who accepted it as she is.
For him, it was not a "filly"! He was her best friend and They got along well.
He arrived in Blitz Blood, three years after Fleetfoot. And he began to be friends with this young filly with silver highlights benefits, protected by the Father of this building.
- Brrrrr! Annonced the filly shivered. So coooold!
- You don't take your scarf? He asked.
- No, I'm so silly ... I left it inside!
The colt unrolled his scarf which he had.
- Come on, we share it!
- Aww ~ Thank Silver!
They surrounded the long scarf around them after they were glued back to back.
- It isn't better?
Fleetfoot laughed:
- Yes!
They looked at the sky in wonder. Fleetfoot spent a wry smile to a frown.
- S-Silver Cloud?
- Huh?
- You wanna do something later? She asked.
- In the future? I don't know yet. First, I wanna my Cutie Mark! After I'll see.
Fleetfoot repeated his words.
- C-Cutie Mark ...
She is remembered as the father has taught Cross. The Cutie-Marks are made marks that appear on the flank of the ponies who find their talents. When the day comes to childhood, drawing forms belonging to their talent.
She lowered her view to her flank, she asked so many questions. What talents can I have? I'm request it. I'm not so great ... and... And if I have nothing? Is it possible? She spends her look on his brother flank behind. He had nothing either. Is this reassuring? Some orphans have already obtained their own.
- And you, Fleety? He asked suddenly.
- I don't know either. And for my Mark... I... I think, I don't have a great future.
- Don't say it, Sister! You're still a child! You know how to see the future? You're not a unicorn is that I know! Or is maybe your talent!
- Buuuu! She sighed.
- Listen! He parted the scarf flying then turned in his direction by moving hooves. I'm sure we will be great!
He was a flash.
- Oh yes! Wait!
He took off in the direction of the building and quickly returns. He wore an aviator sunglasses on his head. He handed a pair to his friend.
- What is that?
- See glasses! This isn't to have the wind in your eyes when you fly! He said with proud.
- Yes, I understand, but ... Why?
He huffed.
- Fleetfoot... is a gift for you! Like this, we will have a pair just like two real blood brother and sister!
She took the worms. Without understanding.
- Put them on your head!
She executes.
- L-Like that? She straightened her hair.
- Wow! Looks like a pilot!
She pouted.
- I'm ugly... right?
- Huh? Buuuut nuuu! Don't say that! Look! He straightened his glasses too, I'm a pilot!
He opened his wings and started off making noises.
Fleetfoot looked fly with passion then it lands.
- Hey! We could become warriors? He continued his dream, Oh yes! Warriors flying! He showed the hoof, thou shalt be the superb Fleetfoot the pegasus of heaven! He struck his chest, and I will be Silver ultra powerful warrior! Yeaaaaaah!
She laughed gently. He leans his head on the side, arms crossed.
- What? What is he so funny?
- No, no! You're soooo cute that's all!
- W-W-W-What? But... I... N-No...
She laughed while he was trying to stutter.

Fleety

Chapter 2-3: Hatred..

Cotton Ville
Orphanage of boys - Dormitories of Blitz-Blood.
9 years after the beginning 14 February 11:31 PM.

At 9h p.m. after dinner, orphans headed to their dorms. The curfew of the Father Cross is 10 o'clock.
Fleetfoot didn't like to go to sleep. For her, the nights are always badly since she slept without the Father for over three years.
In fact, when she was six, Cross Wood decided she could finally live with the other boys. Keep with him for too long could form not only jealousy to others but also the Father Cross-Wood was really getting old.

There is only one dormitory in this small building. Inside, there are thirteen ponies of all ages.
The oldest of the orphanage called Starship, he was fifteen. Being the oldest of all these young people, self-proclaimed "Star-Boss." He ordered everyone to reveal nothing about his authority.
Nobody dared to contradict him. His second two are Flying Ball, a small fat with twelve years and King Bee, leaner, thirteen. These are the two oldest after Starship.
The rest is between six and nine years. Fleetfoot is part of this range like Silver Cloud.

The dorm is a rectangular piece with seven bunk beds, which are placed back on one of the long walls of the room.
Fleetfoot walked to her bed, she was at the end in a corner with Silver. He occupies the top one, and her at the bottom.

When she asked after his friend, a voice rang about two:
- Hey, filly!

She pouted disillusioned and blew, she knew it was him again. This "great-super" pony, the biggest, the strongest ... She wanted to deal with this problem with Cross-Wood when they were discussing together lately. She turned, looked up, and saw Starship and two "sheep". Silver Cloud, didn't dare intervene.

She replied, with a look dark and cold:
- What is your problem, you?
Answered the little fat instead of his chef:
- Hoooo, how she speaks there! I don't like it!
King Bee confirmed:
- Aaa yeah!
"Star-Boss" grimaced, he didn't like interrupts him gesturing with his hooves, he asked them to keep quiet:
- Guys! It is I who answer! I know how to cope!
- Sorry Boss ... Said it together.
Sooo pathetic, thought the filly. So he reply:
- You have the chance to be nine years and still not mature. I would well set your face in all directions, little "protected"!
The other two laughed behind.
- Awww, yeeeeah, nothing beats a weak filly and more! Cut the most meager showing obscene gestures.
Silver this time, couldn't stand it. Especially with them perverse actions. It was the worst. Anger led him to take off in front of Bee:
- Ooooooooh you! Who do you think you are?! Yelled the little silver pegasus by showing hoof. You don't have to watch her like this, with this teenage bullshit language! She didn't be your age! So...
Before finishing his sentence, Silver was thrown to the wall. He didn't see the hit coming of Starship. Fleetfoot wides her eyes and see his "brother" spitting blood and fall on the ground. A silence settled in the dorm, everyone saw the scene but noponies intervened. The brute who hit didn't even look his victim. His eyes were dark and empty. His hoof right and he folded thereafter. Silver Cloud tried to get up, moaning, but it was put on the ground by a hoof with a last shot.
Starship, turned his head to Bee:
- I-said-do-not-interrupt-me ...
The pegasus stepped back and apologized stammering.
- S-s-s-sorry...
Fleetfoot helped his friend after his release.
- I can't wait Fleety you grow. Star-Boss announced with his eyes always empty.
He stooped to the injured :
- Select your friends and your enemies, bastard...
The blue filly gritted her teeth and gave her a black view. He went followed by the two terrified. The silence of the dormitory remained even when all the ponies slept. Silver Cloud was shooked. Fleetfoot help him and whispered one last message while watching the Boss:
- I will be a exceptional warrior... I promise.

Chapter 2-4: Together.

Cotton Ville.
Orphanage of boys - Blitz-Blood dorms.
9 years after the beginning Feb. 14th 1:56 AM.

Two hours after lying sleep, Fleetfoot couldn't sleep. She had a double protection, her pillow over her head and her blanket. Nothing to do, the Silver-Cloud's cry is so badly that she felt it.
She closed her eyes tightly,
- Why ...? She thought. Why is always so evil? He shouldn't hit my brother! My poor Silver... The only person who accepts me here ...
She felt an object which she had put under his pillow in the day ... The child took off all her protective layers and looked at her hooves.
The aviator glasses which gave her his brother.
She moaned. A tear rolled down one of the glasses.

Fleetfoot rose from her bed slowly flying. She went to Silver. The young pegasus cried again until he feels its blanket up. He felt a warm body to come.
Startled, he turned abruptly.
It was his sister, showing her backs. He looked down:
- You don't need to... He whispered.
- Yes. She said without looking back.
He trembled. No! He knew he was going to cry again. He turned back to Fleetfoot.
- How selfish it is probably more than two hours that I whine in front my friend.
He closed his eyes, forcing himself.
- Bastard, bastard, bastard! He repeated to be convinced with the last word who said Star-Boss.
Fleetfoot hugged him.
- Aren't afraid anymore. I'm here me. I'm here... me. She said softly.
- Fl...
- Shhhh. Sleep. She ordered.
He had stopped crying. This hug calmed. It felt so good.
He thought once more:
- "Silver ultra powerful warrior! ". I said that? How can I be strong if I can't defend myself or those I love? I need to change.
They slept together overnight.

Chapter 2-5: Thanks for all.

Cotton Ville
Orphanage of boys - Blitz-Blood
5 years later. April 21 3:22 PM

It was the last time which Starship bother them. But it took another year for The Father Cross Wood return him of the orphanage for other misconduct. For the first time, revealed the big day with the power of the alliance of all the pegasi of this house.
Finished with this "Star-Boss".
Flying Ball was adopted by a family as well as five other ponies.
King Bee then took the place of the eldest in the group. But unlike Starship, he didn't annoys no orphan.
Fleetfoot & Silver Cloud stood more united than ever. Until drama's Father Cross Wood suffers, four years later.
Indeed, the old pegasus fell ill. Fleetfoot was then fourteen years old at that time. Cross wasn't in critical condition, but he could no longer care for orphans remaining.
The girl took a meeting with his tutor:
- What? You can't longer take care of orphans?! This is catastrophic!
The old man was lying in bed with an drip:
- Fleetfoot ... I beg you ... Please understand me ... I can't continue in this condition.
- Don't worry about anything! Silver, Bee and I may well occupy ourselves three ponies! The youngest is eleven! It's not a problem, Oh Celestia!
The father smiled, he didn't have noticed that, this little child, fourteen years later, using the same insults as him.
- My daughter... come... He replied.
A scare passed on her back. "My daughter" ... Damn. If the father said this is he wanted to show the importance of the love who he has for the child who he took. And so she understand it's a bad thing.
He looked outside, the pegasi were playing.
- Bee King is too old to stay. It will be 18 years old, I recall. It is time to go to his life. This is an adult. He said. The last three will bring to orphanages in Cloudsdale. The transfer will be tomorrow.
Fleetfoot flies off by stupor of this remark:
- What the ... What? But ... Why?! And Silver!? ... And m-me?
- Always ask lots of questions, Little Kid? He asked, smiling and turning.
The young pegasus landed and folded his wings without saying anything ...
He continued:
- I'm not worried about you two. You've grown and even more mature than King-Bee. And you are brothers with Silver. You must remain united.
She collapsed, tears in his eyes, on the bed
- No! I can't do that! I'll take care of you! As you are caring for me all these years! I beg you!
He stroked her silver mane.
- Don't leave me... don't... you... He heard from several tears.
- Realize your dreams Fleetfoot.
- "My dreams"? I didn't even my Cutie Mark in 14 years old! They all had! Even the youngest! Even Silver with his cloud-sword!
Silver Cloud has indeed had his Cutie Mark when he manages to get out Starship.
A cloud with a silver sword as the power he wanted.
- You'll find it ... You will have an exceptional talent believe me... Go... Go away ... You were always considered to my daughter. I'm proud of you!
She stood, head down heading to the exit, she dared not acknowledge.
Near the door, she stopped, turned around and told him:
- Very good, but ... I'll be back! You don't let go like that!

Fleetfoot by Abstract Ink.